Lovino woke up with a throbbing pain in the back of his head. Lovino lied in the back of a van. Black paint blocked the view out the window. Lovino would have sat up to see out the front window, but his head hurt way too damn much when he tried to move. "Feli." Lovino whispered. Lovino had no clue where his brother was. Lovino worried about him.
The van stopped. They must have arrived at the destination. Lovino heard the doors opening and closing. The sliding door opened, pouring in bright sunlight. Lovino squinted his eyes against the light until his eyes adjusted. A pair of strong hands grabbed the teen before he got the chance to escape.
They brought him inside a large elegant brick building. Beautiful flowers grew in a large circle in front of the building. Lovino would have stopped and stared at the magnificent building. The man in the black suit led Lovino through the extravagant halls. This place reminded Lovino of Françis' mansion.
They enter a room. Lovino's heart skipped a beat. Feliciano. Lovino was relieved to see his brother unharmed. Feliciano was also relieved to see his brother. Lovino saw it in his brother's eyes. Besides relief in Feliciano's eyes was shear terror and fear. Lovino was positive that Feliciano knew more than he was telling. Lovino would of ran to his brother, but a strong hand still held his arm.
A door opened. A very pompous looking man walked in with an unfriendly smile on his lips. "It is good to see you both." He spoke with an Austrian accent. He walked up to Feliciano. Feliciano backed up into the man who was holding him. "Did you miss me?" Feliciano's whole body shook.
"Get away from him!" Lovino's face burned red from fear and hatred.
The rich Austrian man studies Lovino for a moment. "Take them to their rooms." He instructed the two thugs in suits.
Lovino tugged at the door, but it was no use. The door was lock from the outside. Even if Lovino managed to unlock the from the inside there would be no way he would be able to find Feliciano or the way out of this crazy labyrinth.
Lovino gave up on the door for now. He looked around the room. The Austrian guy said to take them to their rooms. So, if this was Lovino's room then there must be something that could help figure out what was going on.
There were two other doors in his room. Lovino opened the door on the left wall. His jaw dropped. A walk in closet. Button down shirts of all colors and patterns hung together on one side of the closet. Under the shirts were dress jackets of different lengths hang. Dress pants hung together on the other side. Shoes were organized, sitting under the pants. There were also a number designer clothes. Lovino walked in to open one of the drawers. Inside were neatly folded ties. In another drawer were pressed socks.
He left the walk in closet, flabbergasted. Lovino walked across the room to the other door. He entered an extravagant bathroom. Everything was sparkling clean and shinny. Lovnio checked out the big fiberglass bathtub. He would be able to sit comfortably and relax in the bathtub. Across the way was the shower.
Lovino came back into the bedroom. A pair of comfy armchair sat in the room. A wood nightstand with a lamp on it sat next to the queen the size bed. Lovino climbed onto the bed to look out the window. Outside, green grass went as far as Lovino could see. There was stone that made a wonderfully large patio. In the middle of the patio was a large round water fountain.
The teen looked around the room again. He hadn't looked through the nightstand. Lovino leaned over the pillows and opened the drawers. Nothing was in them. Someone must of cleaned them out, or Lovino never used them.
The teen flopped on his back, thinking about his brother. "I hope he's okay." Lovino said out loud. The young Italian sighed. "Antonio." He made a face. Did he really say Antonio? Why was he thinking about Antonio?
The door clicked unlocked and the door opened. The pompous Austrian came in. "I see you made your comfortable."
Lovino lept off the bed. "Who the hell are you?! What did you do with fratello?!"
"You don't remember, interesting. It seems like you never remember and your brother will only remember my face and noting else about me."
"Who the hell are you?! TELL ME!"
"Since you won't remember I'll tell you. I am Roderich Edelstein. At first I was holding you and your brother for ransom. Then you two became an experiment. Now you two are simply entertainment. I have your memories erased and then I let you boys go out. Then I will send my men to go looking for you. It is interesting the places and things you do. This time you boys made it difficult for my men to find you."
"You erase our memories?"
"I don't Have someone to do that for me. As a matter of fact you will meet him soon. In the mean time just relax." Roderich opened the door ready to leave.
"Where's Feliciano?! Tell me! Show me my brother!" Lovino rushed for the door, but Roderich closed and locked the door before Lovino got to it.
Lovino opened his eyes to see a man standing over him. Lovino looked hard at the man, trying to figure out who he was. His messy blond hair covered his eyes. He brushed his hair out of his eyes, revealing green eyes with very bushy eyebrows.
"You're awake." The man said.
"Who the hell are you?"
The man chuckled. "It doesn't matter who I am. You'll never remember."
"It is time for you to sleep." The blond man placed his hand over Lovino's eyes.
No. Lovino didn't want to sleep. He didn't want to forget. He needed to wake up. He needed to wake up or it was going to be too late.
Lovino jerked awake. He clutched the comforter and stood up on the bed. He searched the room. No one was here. Lovino was alone. He still remembered Antonio, Feliciano, where he was, and the Austrian bastard who brought him and his brother here.
Lovino was glad he still remembered.